this blog is like a box of chocolates. I read a lot. I want tin can roses. I drink too much Lady Grey. I recite film lines to myself when I feel sad. I eat a lot of apple strudel. and this is my masterlist.
& i've left for a while. but why?
basement fighter(s)
Bridget Jones: It’s only a diary. Everyone knows diaries are just… full of crap.
Mark Darcy: I know that. I was just buying you a new one. Time to make a new start, perhaps.
favourite films:
The King’s Speech (2010)
Director Tom Hooper makes an interesting decision with his sets and visuals. The movie is largely shot in interiors, and most of those spaces are long and narrow. That’s unusual in historical dramas, which emphasize sweep and majesty and so on. Here we have long corridors, a deep and narrow master control room for the BBC, rooms that seem peculiarly oblong. I suspect he may be evoking the narrow, constricting walls of Albert’s throat as he struggles to get words out. - Roger Ebert
favourite films:
Pride and Prejudice (2005)
I’d be bitter too if I just rejected Fitzwilliam Call Me Maybe Because I Own Half of Derbyshire And Am Brooding Sex On Legs Darcy.
favourite films:
Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (2003)
It can be said that his performance is original in its every atom. There has never been a pirate, or for that matter a human being, like this in any other movie. There’s some talk about how he got too much sun while he was stranded on that island, but his behavior shows a lifetime of rehearsal. He is a peacock in full display.
- Roger Ebert on Johnny Depp’s performance as Jack Sparrow
In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
- Jane Austen
They gave me all the ice-cream I could eat.
- Forrest Gump (1994)
She hardly knew how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so great a man
I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write.
